Tong Caiwei smiled softly, regardless of whether he was listening or not. Her eyes were misty and she was in a trance. She was immersed in the past and said to herself, "I like him very much and hope to be with him for the rest of my life. Although my parents were in the beginning,
We were opposed to him living in our home for a long time, but later because of his intelligence and sensibleness, we gradually fell in love with him, and we even wanted to go through the procedures to adopt him."
"I called him little brother. I thought my little brother would stay with me all my life. But later, his family came and took him away. He said he would come back, but he left for more than ten years.
..."
"Later, after going through a lot of things, I finally found my little brother again. I thought my original wish to be with him forever had finally come true. However, it turned out that I was still too naive."
She stretched out her hand and spread her palms...
Although he looked sad, there was not a single tear in his eyes, and his face was so calm that people were secretly surprised.
Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and his eyes fell on the emerald ring in her palm. His eyes flashed, and the look in his eyes made people guess.
"I'll give you this ring back."
Ye Fan didn't take it immediately. He looked at her palm blankly without making any movement.
Tong Caiwei walked up to Shen Yanni, grabbed her hand, and stuffed the ring into her palm.
Shen Yanni was shocked and said in surprise, "Miss Tong, you..."
"This is the ancestral ring of the Ye family. It was only passed down to the mistress of the Ye family. Now I have returned it to the original owner."
After all the things she had to do were done, she stopped staying and turned around to leave.
She knew there was a gaze behind her that was always looking at her.
She also knows who is looking at her...
Since you have to leave, leave cleanly.
She raised her head and glanced at the sky. It was blue sky, white clouds, and the sun was shining brightly. It was a really good weather today.
"Caiwei."
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her worriedly.
She looked very calm, as if nothing had happened, but her face was extremely pale.
The calmer it is, the more scary it is because it's so unnatural.
"Xiaoxiao, let's go pack our things quickly. I hope to leave as soon as possible." The tone was also so calm that it was strange.
Ling Xiaoxiao frowned suspiciously, nodded and said, "Okay, let's pack up and leave."
After walking for a while, the two separated midway and went to pack up and pay homage.
Everyone in the manor knew about the incident at the wedding.
So, when Tong Caiwei walked into the building where she lived, the maids were all looking at her in groups of three or five, with surprise and sympathy.
She floated upstairs like a ghost. In fact, she had nothing to deal with.
Before she came, she didn't bring anything with her, just a few clothes, photo albums, and some odds and ends.
So soon, she packed all her own things, and a suitcase could hold everything.
There was a book on the windowsill, and the breeze rolled up the pages, making a rustling sound, and it just hit the page where she had the bookmark.
The white curtains were bulging in the wind. She still remembered that when she first came here, the curtains were black because she said black looked depressing and she liked white curtains. The next day, the curtains in the bedroom were changed.